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Late afternoon light had gone flat and grey over the white ground. He didn't turn when I came in. But he knew I was there. "He'll talk about that anglerfish for weeks," he said. "It's earned," I said. "It genuinely is a remarkable animal." A small silence. "Thank you," Julien said. "For the anglerfish?" "For listening to him." He turned then, just slightly, enough that I could see his profile against the window light. "He doesn't always have people who listen the way you do."

"And get this, afterward he used her phone to post a statement saying the woman in the video was actually her and that she'd faked the whole thing because she was jealous of her best friend." "Please. A woman this talented, jealous of someone else? Sure." "Right? The best friend barely squeaked into the institute with the lowest score in the intake class, and she walks around like the world should be bowing at her feet." "The ex-boyfriend's no better. A couple of professors praised him once, and suddenly he thought he was the smartest person alive. Newsflash, everyone at that institute is brilliant." "There's more, too. Apparently, the best friend's family is broke, and the harpist paid for

~Daisy~ The morning the story breaks feels like the floor has dropped out from under me. I’m standing in my tiny kitchen in nothing but Aragorn’s oversized black hoodie, waiting for the kettle to whistle, when my phone starts vibrating across the counter like it’s possessed. One notification. Two. Ten. Twenty. I pick it up with damp fingers and the headline slams into me. ~~PRINCE ARAGORN’S MYSTERY WOMAN REVEALED: LOCAL FLOWER SHOP OWNER DAISY HARLOW CAPTURES THE HEIR’S HEART~~

Hello! This is gorgeous_chaos. First I would like to thank all my lovely readers who followed and read my story. (^‿^) I love you all so very much!!!! (｡♡‿♡｡) 'Unexpected Something' Season 1 has come to an end. I really wish I could continue with Season 2 right away... But... I'd like to ask you to rare my book. Once you start rating, I will post the Season 2 right away. I know everyone likes endings but the happy ones and so to witness their happy ending don't forget to follow me and drop comments.

that I haven’t thought about myself. If this were really some W*****d kind of shit I’m in, then there must be something drastic to happen. However, when? What should I do? Yes, I’ve read fanfics about these kinds of stuff. But, I’m not them. I’m just an average human being. There’s nothing outstanding about me… If someone were to read this story, they’ll probably give up on the first few chapters. I mean, who wants to read a story about an introvert finally achieving her dream to escape reality and have something magical to her life?

Once upon a time, there lived a kind cople of elders. They had a beautiful love story. They were friends since childhood and stayed by each other side till they became old. Nothing could their them apart. Not even the fact that the woman could not get pregnant. They lived happy, in a small village, covered in snow half the year. There were happy children, enough food every winter and no war, just the calm peace.

Miranda didn’t expect that she’s this known to young adults, especially to the ones attending a strict boarding school. “I read your book Falling to the Depths, when will you release the fifth part? I couldn’t get over the last book!” Miranda hid the sadness in her smile. She too, couldn't get over it. “Most of you love my work, thank you,” Miranda appreciated the students. Miranda looked at the class in front of her and smiled sweetly, "And how even the most powerful person could feel powerless in front of the person they love."

I'm very grateful to her, but after years of closing myself off from everyone, it's not easy to open up again. I finished getting ready for school, so I went down to have breakfast. As usual, Aunt Autumn made one of her odd flavoured pancakes. It was purple this time, which was a lot better than the green pancakes she made last time. It tasted like ube, which is a purple yam that we got from my grandmother yesterday. To be honest, despite receiving so much stuff from her, I've actually never met my grandmother. Ever since that accident, the thought of passing by the same place where my mother died... It just leaves a bad taste in my mouth.

He opened the valet and It had 100$ inside it. “Problem solved! I can borrow 400$ from Henry and add these 100$ in it and keep it back in the locker. This way Mr. Paul will never doubt on me again!” Keith headed towards Henry's home. A person who was a friend Keith always remembered in his toughest times. But, unfortunately never gave him a helping hand in the times of need. Keith reached Henry's home and explained him the entire situation. Keith always shared all his problems with Henry and took advantage of him by acting innocent. Henry helped him and landed him 400$.

Story Note: “Room for One More” is a standalone short from my erotic collectiona mix of intense, sensual, and sometimes forbidden stories that explore the raw edges of desire. Each story introduces new characters, new fantasies, and unapologetically explicit encounters. This particular tale features a taboo dynamic between step-siblings, told with heat, dominance, and no holding back. Reader discretion is advised. *************************************************